The Veil

 

Ever get the sense that the veil is thinning?

Somehow the present tense and its tail are grinning?

Just when the track, the purpose and path, the plan was finally certain

You find yourself back there having a laugh with the man behind the curtain?

 

Living well by weaving dreams, approaching life as a visit

Casting spells but leaving schemes—the “yeah, right” metaphysics

Buying nothing and selling less, but trading a bit on the side

Sidewalk hustling of infinite jest, feeling great you’re along for the ride